The Ribwort Plantain Fairy

Hullo, Snailey-O!
How’s the world with you?
Put your little horns out;
Tell me how you do?
There’s rain, and dust, and sunshine,
Where carts go creaking by;
You like it wet, Snailey;
I like it dry!

Hey ho, Snailey-O,
I’ll whistle you a tune!
I’m merry in September
As e’er I am in June.
By any stony roadside
Wherever you may roam,
All the summer through, Snailey,
Plantain’s at home!